C28 You Are Just a Brother

Mo Youde clenched his fists, trying his best to make himself tough.

After all, he was still an elder. He didn't believe that Mo Shihan would really dare to do anything to him.

"Second Uncle is here?" Mo Shihan walked to the living room.

The black suit matched his wide shoulders and narrow waist, giving him an extraordinary temperament.

Even his handsome face had a stronger and cold aura than usual.

"You finally dare to come out?" Mo Youde mocked.

Mo Shihan sat on the sofa and raised his hand slightly. The maid immediately handed over the freshly brewed hot tea.

"Second Uncle, you must be joking."

He took a sip of the hot tea in the cup and looked at Daoist priest in black, who was sitting opposite him with his deep eyes.

"Second Uncle, on the other hand, why did you stop doing business and start to believe in such a swindler?"

It was light, but it did not lose its mocking tone.

Daoist priest in black's expression was slightly ugly, and his skinny face revealed a kind of indescribable Yin Luan.

"It's better for young people to have respect in their hearts. Otherwise, he might not even know how he died in the end."

"Is that so?"

Mo Shihan's expression was indifferent, and his eyes carried a natural sense of inferiority.

"I'm afraid that the person who can kill me has yet to be born."

Very strong.

Very arrogant as well.

"You... How did you speak to Master Wang?" Mo Youde jumped up and down from the side, "He is an expert that I invited from Qingcheng Mountain. You can't afford to offend him!"

The Qingcheng Mountain was located outside the Jindu.

According to legend, there were two ancient Daoists who cultivated here. In the end, they obtained the Dao and ascended to the Immortal World. The Qingcheng Mountain began to become the sacred land of metaphysics within a hundred mile radius.

"An expert? I wonder who is stronger between Master Wang and 'Seven'?"

"7?"

Daoist priest in black furrowed his brows, seemingly puzzled.

A faint smile appeared on Mo Shihan's face. "Could it be that Master Wang has never heard of the '7' that can shake the heavens and earth in the metaphysics forum?"

This question could be said to be harmless, but it was extremely insulting.

Daoist priest in black's face instantly turned livid with anger.

"What a joke! Of course I have heard of such a famous figure. Unfortunately, no matter how powerful he is, he is merely a loser to me! "

His tone was extremely arrogant.

Mo Shihan's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was slightly displeased.

It was no wonder. To him, the true identity of "7" was already obvious.

This stinky Daoist in front of him speaking rudely was simply challenging his bottom line.

Turning his head to light a cigarette, his eyes coldly swept over.

"Since Master Wang feels that he's stronger than '7', then why don't you show it to me?"

Daoist priest in black and Mo Youde looked at each other.

As a matter of fact, they had been waiting for Mo Shihan to say this since they had entered the room.

As long as he said it, they wouldn't have to bear any responsibility even if they killed him with a mysterious technique. They only needed to conclude that it was an accident.

Therefore, how could they not cherish the opportunity when it was presented to them?

"Alright, then I'll show you."

Daoist priest in black sat on the sofa and began casting.

"Wandering souls, where can I find them? Three souls have descended, seven souls have arrived..."

He was full of confidence.

After all, half a month ago, he had secretly sent a red evil creature to the Mo family's old residence to deal with Mo Shihan.

At this moment, as long as he controlled the evil creature, everything would still be under his control.

However, it was obvious that the matter wasn't as simple as it seemed.

He repeated the incantation several times, but the red evil creature still did not appear.

This...

The evil creature that was raised would never go against its master's orders, unless it had already been removed.

However, he had never felt anything like this before. This meant that the red evil creature should still be there.

Since it was here, why didn't it come out?

Daoist priest in black felt somewhat panicked.

"Master Wang is just going to let me see such a small display?" Mo Shihan drank his tea and looked at him indifferently.

Daoist priest in black had an embarrassed look on his face.

He really did not expect such a situation to occur.

"Master Wang, if it really doesn't work, we will..." Mo Youde quietly gave him a look.

Daoist priest in black thought for a while, gritted his teeth, and decided to start casting again.

However, this time, he did not use an ordinary Dao Art, but a forbidden technique.

It was a supreme forbidden technique that could kill gods and buddhas.

Mo Youde was watching from the side.

He felt a little excited in his heart.

In just a few minutes, he would be able to witness Mo Shihan's death and obtain everything he wanted.

Everything was great!

"Punish!"

Daoist priest in black made a few complicated hand seals and shouted as he pointed at Mo Shihan.

A cold light shot up into the sky. Its Qi was incomparably powerful, as if it wanted to stir everything in the world.

But too bad...

The moment the ray of cold light flew towards Mo Shihan, it was bounced back by an even stronger force.

Daoist priest in black couldn't dodge in time and was hit on the spot.

Blood immediately splashed in all directions.

"Master Wang!" Mo Youde quickly went over to support him.

Daoist priest in black was extremely weak. His lean donkey face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

Fortunately, he still had some cultivation experience. After suffering from the backlash, he immediately sealed the major acupuncture points on his body.

Thus, he was able to save his life.

"You... your body..."

Daoist priest in black widened his eyes and looked at Mo Shihan.

The man sat there quietly, holding something in his hand.

It was a pink paper crane.

It was nimble and nimble.

At the bottom, there was a drop of blood.

"Sorry, I forgot to tell you. A while ago, '7' gave me a little toy. I used it as a protective talisman and kept it close to me."

Hearing this, Daoist priest in black almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

A small paper crane could directly break his forbidden technique and cause him to suffer a backlash.

It could be seen how profound the cultivation of "7" was.

"Master Wang, can your body still..." Mo Youde asked with concern.

After all, whether he could defeat Mo Shihan and seize the inheritance of the Mo family depended entirely on this Master Wang.

If there was anything good about Master Wang, wouldn't his wishful thinking be ruined?

"Second... Second Master Mo, I have suffered... internal injuries. I can't continue to work for you. You can only rely on yourself from now on." Daoist priest in black forced himself to say.

Mo Youde was a little unhappy.

However, Daoist priest in black was not pretending to be weak.

After thinking for a while, he decided to go on stage himself.

"Cough cough..."

He cleared his throat and looked at the paper crane in Mo Shihan's hand.

"I was wondering why the old lady had a strange illness. It turns out that you were really looking for an expert from the Mystic Gate and did this in the middle!"

Mo Shihan narrowed his eyes. "Second Uncle wants to pin the Spot on my head?"

"What do you mean by 'buckle'? The old lady was killed by you!"

Mo Shihan's handsome face revealed a cold smile for no reason.

"Who told you that grandma is dead?"

Mo Youde was startled.

He had a very bad feeling in his heart.

"Who... who told me is not important. What is important is that in order to seize the right of inheritance, you did not hesitate to kill your grandmother! Are you still human? " He tried his best to make a false accusation.

Boom - - Thump, thump, thump - -

The sound of a crutch hitting the ground rang out at this moment.

A short, thin, white-haired old man, supported by a maid, slowly walked over from the backyard.

"Mom? You... Aren't you already dead? How could you..."

Mo Youde was completely dumbfounded.

Half an hour ago, Daoist priest in black had just told him that the cat demon had already taken Old Lady Mo's life.

How could it be that in the blink of an eye, the old lady... was standing in front of him in perfect condition?

"What, are you disappointed to see me come back to life?" Old Lady Mo leaned on her walking stick and asked with a burning gaze.